The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1887-09-08
STRUGGLE WITH PRIDE.

SnOulU De MIS-. IneSney!
And Mrs. Vane's musical laugh rang
out as she watched the lovely face of
her sister flushing and paling SO pain
fully under her steady gaze.
Il wish you would not speak in that
way, Clara. 1t is worse than heartlessw
cried Rita passionately.
Clara Vane leaned further back on
the luxurious cushion, entirely unmoved
by her sisters Indignation.
"My dear Rita, to succeed in this
world you should do away with all
heart, and"
Rita rose to her feet. All the bright
color hau died out of her face.
my life will be failure, then, for
| do not intend to adopt any such
creedm
And throwing the roses she had been
arranging on the table, she left the
room.
Once in her own room, she threw
herself down beside the bed, passion
sobs breaking from her lips.
"How can she be SO cruelP" sobbed
the poor girl.
And feeling of bitter shame swept
over her as she recalled all her sister S
manGuVres to entrap the handsome
young stranger.
Mrs. Vane was a thorough woman
of the world. She had married her
husband for his position and wealth,
and she determined that her young
sister, who lived with her, should fol-
low in her footsteps.
But, alas! for her ambitious schemes.
There was no one among all their ac-
quaintance who suited her fastidious
taste.
But one day Ralph Chesney returned
from his travels. Then Mrs. Vane's
organ, that stood for heart, thrilled
with satisfaction.
He was found at last!
A brilliant position and an immense
fortune, Il handsome person, polished
manners, and mind enriched by edu-
cation and years of travel The gods
had been kind indeed! Mrs. Vane
really envied her sister her good for.
tune.
Rita understood her sisters plans,
and from the first she was unusually
cold to Ralph.
She knew that nearly always man
simple and earnest is at the mercy of
clever designing woman; so all the
attention Ralph bestowed on her she
considered the result of her sister S
scheming.
She declined all his invitations to
drive or walk. Ifhe asked for dance,
either her card was full or she was too
weary TO dance. In fact, she was
coldly Indifferent, and she nearly drove
Mrs. Vane wild.
What fool that girl is!' she cried
IN paroXysm of rage. "She must be
blind not to see the man adores her. "
However, she dared not interfere.
Rita's manner prevented her touching
the dangerous subject. She remem.
bered their last interview.
Sometimes she wondered if Rita's in.
difference was not Il bait to lure Ralph
on, but she put the thought away from
her with an impatient froWn.
She knew her sisters sweet frank
nature too well to believe she could be
so deceptive.
And yet Rita felt that her life was
one mass of concealment; for this man
| that she had vowed should be nothing
to her had won her heart.
1t was useless to deny it.
She tried to crush her love, but it
| would not be controlled at her bidding.
Then she longed 10 throw aside her
naughty manner, and let him see her
own winsome charming self
Other men had loved her madly, why
should nothep
Then pride would whisper:
''Remember how openly your sister
1p.tz 10 lot I,,,, l. ;+ :,
with your consent"
This wavering frightened her, so she
determined to crush her tormentine
love with an iron hand; and her first
step would be to go where she would
not meet him.
When Mrs. Vane learned of Rita's
intention to visit some friends in dis
tant city, she flew into perfect
passion.
What is the use of all my planningP'
she cried. care you mad, that you
throw away this golden opportunity of
winning the richest and the hand
soonest man in the city? There is the
ball next week, too. What am | to
say to Mrs. Wainwright? Really do
think"
And Mrs. Vane, overcome with dis
appointment and vexation, did the
best thing possible to win her own way
--she burst into tears.
1t was so unexpected, that poor Rita
knew not what to do. To see her i'm
perious and self-possessed sister in
tears filled her with dismay.
"Oh, Claraw she cried tremblinglv,
''if you wish it so much, | will not
leave until after the ball.
"A few days viii make little differ
ence," she said wearily, as she went to
her room after making her peace with
her sister.
She passed the days in feverish ex-
citement, playing the part she had set
herself so well. that not even her sister
| dreamed of her love for Ralph.
The night of the ball came. at last.
When Rita entered the drawing-room,
| Mrs. Wainwright exclaimed, Perfect
and she could scarcely keep her eyes
off her lovely guest; but there was a
slight feeling of uneasiness in her
heart as she noticed the dazzling brill
| fancy of the dark eyes and the bright
ened color OH the lovely face.
For Rita the evening was continued
triumph, but for one thing-Ralph
| never came near her.
Several times she encountered his